After Tahoe we drove straight to Yosemite - took about five hours and as we only booked our accommodation the night before, we ended up in a little B&B in a town just outside the park. Seemed like a pretty nice B&B and we got up bright and early to head into Yosemite
. Now, you and I are used to a nice B&B doing you some bacon and eggs and a slice of toast right. Well, we weren't expecting that - this is the US - but we weren't expecting huevos rancheros! OMG - I'd never heard of it before but apparently it's a popular mexican breakfast. I don't know how to describe it to do it justice. We knew we had problems when we sat down to breakfast and found chilli sauce on the table. Anyway, try to picture a huge tortilla, topped with a mountain of mexican beans. On top of that put some minced meat. Add to that two fried eggs. Top off with green chilli sauce and a pile of melted cheese. Seriously, I nearly puked just looking at it. Now, I know I'm a fussy eater but even Steve went a shade of green. There are only three things that I know Steve to turn his nose up at - all discovered on this trip - dog shit noodles (see Singapore entry), grapefruit juice (weird eh) and now huevos rancheros. So it's not just me. I was hoping Steve would eat mine but one look at his face told me all I needed to know. I asked Steve if I could feed it to the dog but he said it would be too mortifying if we got caught doing that so I had to eat as much as I could (which wasn't much) and we had to pretend to not be big eaters (yeah right). Honestly, we both felt nauseous for the rest of the day and didn't eat again until 7pm. I actually thought Steve was going to puke at one point but he held it in.
So off to Yosemite with a stomach full of evil (I am actually feeling a bit queasy just remembering it)
. Yosemite more than made up for it - this place is amazing. No point me describing it - just check out the photos. We were lucky with the weather as it had been overcast and raining the day before and the day after. Thank goodness because it really made our day.
After a better breakfast the following morning (think they must have realised we weren't Mexican by this point) we set off for another national park - Sequoia. However, due to the odd weather I mentioned the road conditions up there were too icy and treacherous so we had to skip it (not before driving up and down several windy roads with no barriers and horrific drops on one side - a new phobia of mine I have discovered). The day was a bit of a fail and we stayed in the smallest town in the world with nothing in it - although Steve did get called a knight in shining armour here by a little old lady he helped with her shopping bags. If only she knew...
The journey here to Yosemite took us via Napa valley - where Steve and I were both too ill to wine taste (flu bug) but managed to go to Gap and buy three pairs of jeans. We then drove on up to Lake Tahoe which is a pretty long drive and as California is experiencing some of the oddest weather in its history, it was still snowy up there! We drove around the lake, skimmed some rocks into it and freezed our bums off. I'll be honest with you - I was missing the sun and although enjoyed it was glad to be going back to some sunshine afterwards. Tahoe is a great little alpine town - would love to come back in the winter and get some skis on.